Deadman Apocalypse

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- Bet you can't catch me!

- Tegu, stop!

We shouldn't be down here.

- Don't be a baby.

Keep up.

- Tegu.

Tegu stop, Tegu look!

- The Jackal.

I wanna see inside.

- No, come back, he'll

skin you alive and wear

you flesh as a coat.

You've heard what they say.

- Let's see if they're true.

- Come closer.

Here.

Wipe that shit off your face.

Anyone know you're

down here, kid?

- I know who you are, you're

the Jackal, aren't you?

- Is that what they call me?

- After the god of the dead.

- How old are you kid?

- 10.

- Labrynthian years?

- Above years.

- Impossible.

- You remember the red sun?

The desert sky?

- I was born underground.

- By who?

- My mother.

- There's no women

down here, kid.

- She's the only one,

she's a prisoner.

She always talks about you,

ever since I can remember.

Everyone fears the

Jackal, even my father,

they say you're a demon

warrior, a killer.

Is that true?

- The human race is

dead because of me.

- What did you do?

- My name is Jack Deadman.

I'm the last of the human

race, I was their final hope.

And I failed.

The world we once knew

turned to sand and fire.

The stormy sky red as blood

over an endless burning desert.

Men turned to ashes,

water became dust,

and the ever expanding

sun into which our planet

ventured too close, melted

our civilized minds.

The poor burrowed deep

into the ground to escape

the deathly rays and

nightmarish heat,

where they lived like savages

while the rich hunted for

water, relentless and desperate

to save our dying earth.

- All clear.

- Is that it?

- One way in, one way out.

Just like they said.

- Everyone stay alert I want

to get this over with quick.

There could be just about

anything behind that door.

We find the source of the water

we get the f*ck

out, are we clear?

- Yes Commander, sir.

Killbride, find out

what we're dealing with.

Can you open it?

- Boys, you might want

to take a step back

and cover those ears.

If you wanted to make

a stealthy intrusion

this is the worst way to do it.

- Open it.

- What the f*ck was that?

- Hush, quiet!

Harvs, go take a look.

- You want me to go alone?

- I'll go.

- You stay here,

Deadman, Harvs can go.

Get me the rope.

These tunnels are all

the same you need this

to find your way back.

And Harvs?

You encounter anything

unpleasant down there

just scream and we'll

pull you straight out.

- If I encounter

anything unpleasant, sir,

I'm gonna grease the fucker.

- Harvs, you found something?

- It's a dead end.

Wait, there's a hidden passage.

Get me the f*ck out of here now!

- Shit, get him out of there!

Jesus, move, go, pull!

F*ck! Go, go, go, go!

Harvs!

Harvs, run!

- F*ck!

- Now I know why they

call it Labrynthia.

We're in a fucking maze!

- Well how are we

supposed to get out?

- We're not.

Are we commander?

- Does it matter if we get out?

All that matters is

we find the water.

To do that we need to go deeper.

We stick together.

- No Commander.

The walls change again, and

they will, we'll all be trapped.

We fail, the water is

trapped down here forever.

Everyone up there dies.

- Then what do you

suggest, Deadman?

- I'll go, you both hang back.

- No.

We'll stick together.

I'll go, I'm leading

this mission.

- Commander!

Sir, I'm doing this.

- Jack!

- It's final, it'll be worth it.

- Jack!

The rope.

- You hear a scream,

don't come after me.

You run.

For a decade I've

hidden in the shadows.

Trapped down here

with the rest of them,

trapped down here like rats.

- Why didn't you go back?

- There's nothing

to go back to, kid.

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